Jeremy and Del

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She follows Jeremy up to his room, wrapping arms around him from behind when they get there and kissing the back of his neck. Tip-toes, but she can do it.

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"I want to be with you, too."

He kisses her gently on the forehead, the nose, each of her eyes, and finally on her lips.

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"I aM. ScArEd." She admits it very quietly because she just realizes that she is and she shouldn't be. Breathes in and out because it's nice, not because she needs to, and holds him tightly.

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He strokes her hair gently.

"What are you afraid of, Del?"

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"'FrAiD yOu'Ll LeAvE."

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"I won't. Of course I won't. Why would I leave you, Del?"

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"BrOkEd."

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He brushes her hair back from her face.

"I love you, Del. I think you are beautiful, and utterly amazing, and the best thing that has ever happened to me. I don't care if you're broken."

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Whispers, "DoN'T wAnNa bE bRoKeN fOr YoU."

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"It doesn't matter, Del. It doesn't matter. I love you exactly how you are."

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She sighs and giggles then, a fit, that almost makes her cry cause it hurts, before she stops. "My SilLy BoY."

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"Your silly boy, Del. Yours."

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"F'rEvEr?"

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He pauses at that. "Well, as long as I'm around, anyway. I am mortal."

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"MiNe." Firm.

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"Yours."

He bends down and kisses her firmly.

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She giggles and nods, kissing him back and feeling. Sorta. Happy.

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Still kissing her, he gently cups her breast, massaging it gently.

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Sighs happily. Nibbles on his ear. "S'GoOd."

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He kisses her again, his hand sliding down to her waist. He runs one finger along her waistband.

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"ClOtHeS sHoUlD LeAvE nOw. YeS."

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He takes a deep breath, then carefully unbuttons her pants and pushes them down her legs.

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No underwear for the simple reason that no one has ever explained it to her. She kicks the pants off her ankles, rubbing a thumb along his shoulder.

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Jeremy blushes madly and begins to unbutton his own pants.

He is wearing boxers.

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She gently traces a finger along the top of them. "PrEtTy..."

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He laughs shakily.

"These boxers are three years old. I'm pretty sure they're not pretty. I wasn't expecting anyone to, um, see them..."

He stands up next to the bed and takes them off, then stands there, staring at her.